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- Location of story:听
- Guernsey
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- Army
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- A4013326
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- 06 May 2005
My mother was treated all right because they needed cooks but every evening before she was allowed to come home she was searched to see if she didn鈥檛 have any food on her. I remember one day in particular I went up there, I was allowed to go that day and this German officer that was in charge put me on a pony. They had a circle in the front of the garden and it was all fenced off with barbed wire so the pony could only run round in a circle. He put me on it, and then he tapped it with his stick that he carried all the time, of course the pony started to run faster and faster, I was terrified!
My mother was yelling at him to stop because I was so frightened. His Alsatian started barking, and he started hitting it with his stick, and my mother got hold of the stick, it was a thick stick, and she cracked it in half on her knee, and then when he saw that he came and stopped the pony. I was terrified.
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